one headphone in
i against i
by bad brains
playing loudly in my head
careless whisper
playing in the hotel lobby
there feels like
a certain fitting theme
to this
on the final day
of training
before flying back
to dusty dallas

a placid giraffe
on my shirt
slip on vans
comfy basketball shorts
for the tsa hassle
doubling down on comfort
the punk rock vagabond
with poetry in his head
sorrow in his soul
fourteen hours
from home
and self imposed solitary
in the only cell
that brings peace